Would you mind telling me when you will have someone working on the property? Cause walking into my living room, in my fucking underwear, after hearing hella commotion, to find some random construction dude hammering shit on my balcony, is just a little traumatizing. *still hyperventilating*

ETA: Apparently the random asshole on my balcony is the "termite guy," and the owner didn't know they were going to be doing anything on the second floor of the property (he was told they would me going underneath it to check for termites or what the hell ever).